Impermanence

The river of yesterday is not the same as the river of today. The river of this moment is not going to be the same as the river of the next moment. So does life. It changes continuously, becomes something or the other from moment to moment.

Saying that and reading that are one thing. There is no tranquility or anything serene about the reality of that statement above. There is a madness of wisdom utter madness. What a dream to be ignorant naïve and blissful. If it would do any good I would tell Impermanence to go fuck itself.

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